July 5, 2018
Last night, I made the mistake of noticing a bruise on my ass that hadn't faded from a week or so ago. So I thought I'd be cheeky (is ass-cheeky a thing?) and send my husband a cute picture of my ass. BIG mistake. I hadn't realized how icky I looked on my ass. So I did the whole check myself out in the mirror thing. WTF was I thinking!
The overall quality of my skin, the stretch marks, the fatness. None of that is appealing. Now I'm not a screwball so I'm aware that the stretch marks are here to stay and could even get worse during this journey. But I'd like to be better toned and not have the percentage of body fat I'm currently carrying around. For someone who hates to carry stuff, you'd think I'd be wanting to carry less around on my body, right?
My back and ass are in really bad shape. I knew it but I didn't know it was quite so bad. It was about 10pm at that point so I sat there and thought about it for a bit. I decided to restart again. I went on to Sparkpeople.com, got myself logged on and set a calendar reminder for this morning to do weight and measurements along with a fitness test. So here are my new goals.
Adding in exercise water and vegetables daily. 30 minutes of exercise (might have to break that into sections) 8+ glasses of water and at least 3 veggies since I hardly ever eat any at all. I feel like that's a good start for me. Also, I'm going to push myself NOT to snack or eat sugar or salt that's not needed. We'll see how this goes.
Today's weight is 201.7 and my ass is 47 inches wide where that bruise is. Holy fucking smacks!
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